As soon as she entered the park, her presence was noticable.

Her long and glossy straight hair glowed in the sunlight, and her makeup was perfect.

Ailee bounced over to them, her steps bright and energetic.

"Hey! What do you need, Zelo?"

"I need you to teach this idiot-"

Zelo pointed at his finger at Daehyun, who was keeled over, holding his neck.

"-how to be romantic. He screwed up and pissed off Youngjae."

"That's never good."

She smiled and said,"I know just how you can get him un-pissed at you. Now, Daehyun, can you please stand?"

Daehyun gave a weak gasp, but made no attempt to move.

Still smiling, she walked over to him and pressed her stiletto against his jugular.

"Sweetie, I'm going to give you 3 seconds to get up because I don't want blood on my heels just yet." She cooed.

As he scrambled up, she grumbled,"I can see why Youngjae was mad."

Scrutinizing her nails, Ailee ordered Daehyun to get her some coffee from a cafe down the street.

Asking no questions, he ran to get her beverage.

She grinned at Zelo.

"This'll be easy. No worries."

Zelo smiled back, while the others stood still, not sure how to react.

Himchan shrugged.

"I guess I'm not needed."

He walked away casually, whistling as he left.

Yongguk checked his phone and yelped.

"Crap, Hyosung's been calling! She's going to have my on a stick..."

He took off, frantically dialing as he went.

As soon as Daehyun got back, she tipped back the cup and took a long sip.

"Thanks. I needed a drink."

Then, she said,"Now, what is your idea of a romantic date?"

"I guess going to the movies or something?"

"That's okay, I guess. Okay is the key word there, Daehyun. You're going to need more to win Youngjae back."

She held out her hand, demanding for his wallet.

Looking at the limp, miniscule amount of bills in his wallet, she let out a deep sigh.

"You might wanna get tissues."

Daehyun looked confused.

"Why?"

"Because your wallet's going to need a funeral."

Daehyun stared sadly at his poor, faithful pocketbook that had carried his money- which would soon be gone- for years.

He dropped to his knees as Jongup patted his back sympathetically.